Boot 'Chem'

Boot 'Chem'
whoa, i just got back my chem-misery results. if u told me to describe in one word, it'll be sucky. although it's not that bad, it can hardly be considered good either. i'm one grade below my expectations, and i'm hoping, hoping that the school will be so kind as to bless us with a moderation of sorts. and not just any moderation will do. it's just a little sadistic the way we are made to study so freaking hard for these grades we get....

gah.

so long for now

HOME!!

HOME!!
yep! that's right dudes! i'm back in KL again, and this looks to be the last time till God-knows-when.

the house is all done up nicely already, and there's nought left to do to complete except my room, which they're refraining from decorating 'coz i'm not even sure if i'm gonna come back after my A levels.

speaking of which! darn! i've found that i've constantly avoided this topic or ponderings related to this. it's a really hard decission to make, especially when you suddenly find yourself cut off from all the raillings that used to hold you into place when it came to these crossroads.

when i was graduating from primary school, i got only mediocre grades, so i couldn't apply to the top secondary school, so i got into the second best one, SJI (the KL one). from there, all the La Salle schools sort of like had this thing with each other lah, so we kinda had a chance to study in singapore at the singapore sji. after that, jc was the only 'accepted' or the only 'duh' path to take, so here i am, in the system all the way up to JC.

but from then on, it's like...

!!!

no strings attached, you're free-falling dude?!! d'ya notice that?

okay, i gtg! my brother wants to sleep, and i'm in his room banging away on the keyboard, so chiaoz!!!

Moving Ahead

Moving Ahead

here's a piece of advice. when moving ahead with your life, dont' forget to look behind (or around) you. things fall apart in the most f***ed-up way it can.

by that previous statement, i mean your family, your friends and your loved ones, or just simply everything around you that you pushed to the sidelines in your pursuit for advancement in those selected few aspects of your life. think of it like the attribute distribution diagram you see in Winning Eleven. have you seen it? if you haven't then, erh, nevermind. i feel that you stretch yourself in one direction, by law of conservation of mass, you shrink away from another (or from other) directions.

i've already sorted out what i wanna do after my A-Levels. i know, i know, i'm very distracted, but anyway, i have cemented my resolve. (funny expression. hahaha...)

1. i want to know my dad better.
dad, if you're reading this, firstly, you sleazy bastard...hahaha...how d'ya find me? secondly, i want to know you better. i want to know why you seek to fill your life with doodads (read robert kiyosaki) like a girlfriend, golfing and just everything but us? i'm really grateful for what you've given me dad, your support, the occasional pat in the back and your money, but all the money in the world and all the wonderful things you can promise us isn't going to make up for the time you spend away, skirt-chasing, dad. nothing beats time together. that's solid gold, and you know that too, don't you. i don't want to be someone hanging around you when you make visits to the golf club or do your things at kiwanis, i want to hang out with you at some coffee shop, where you can smoke your disgusting ciggarettes, and we can just talk. you think we're expensive, dad? think again. but then again, maybe we are. that's if time with us is really hard to fork out.

2. i want to know my brother
there's this gnawing realisation that my brother is growing further and further away from me. how this hurts. this guy that i used to play games with, used to like to joke around, seems to be growing up at such a fast rate i hardly know who you are now, dear brother. is this how a parent feels when their child grows up (up, up and awwaaaay...) yes, grow up and grow apart too. please, you've got that damn phone attached to your computer. pick it up and dial. i miss you. i really do.

3. i want to thank my mum
i just don't know how to begin. she once said, "parents will love their child more than anything in the world, but their children will never love them as much as they(the children) will love their future spouse and children." oh, mum, your wisdom. how i wish you hadn't said that. i wish i had grown up sooner and learnt the pains of care and love. i'm proud of you mum, i am. ever since you kicked dad out, battled tumours and broke up with your man just 'coz he and i didn't get along well. thank you mum. sincerely. though i never say i, i don't forget these kinda things.


well, i guess, that's all for now. knowing how my blog looks like, this will look like a bloody long post, but who gives half a shit!? my bloggie, my problem lah.

go visit my other one! =P

'Studying in School'

'Studying in School'

my computer screen's looking a little screwed up. some idiot played with the monitor colours and all. and qadir suggests using a magnet to screw it up further. diao.....(this goes out to qadir...)

anyway, i'm in sschool, blogging while taking a break from mugging. i promised to come at 9am, but arrived at 10+ (oops), but as a result, someone got a free lunch.

AND i beat him to adding a testimonial for shiyuan. HAHA!

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okay, he did that. that bloody tall dum-dum....

okiez, till next time!! bye!

a word of advice. you know when you cut your toenails? sometimes you cut your big toenail a little to deep coz it's irritating and keeps accumulating dirt, right? well, don't cut it too deep. my brother suffered from an in-grown toenail as a result of that. whoa, something as harmless as a toenail gave him months of puss-oozing toes and all larh....